Not the punishment but the cause makes the martyr.

Punishment is justice for the unjust.

It is not the punishment but the cause that makes the martyr.

Punishment is justice for the unjust.

Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.

What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels.